"I'll come first in the first game. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Xu Hu took a step forward and glanced at the shopkeeper Ge defiantly.

Shopkeeper Ge's expression was deep, and after snorting coldly, he also took a step forward, and the rest of the people slowly retreated, leaving plenty of space for the two to fight.

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, Xu Hu's face suddenly revealed a hint of banter, he knew the strength of the shopkeeper Ge, this body of foundation building mana was not cultivated by himself, but swallowed some kind of pill and forcibly improved, although the strength is indeed the foundation building period, but in terms of combat effectiveness, it is weaker than the early stage of foundation building, otherwise, with Xu Hu's ordinary combat power, how can he be able to suppress the Ge shopkeeper who also belongs to the early stage of foundation building?

"Look at the fireball!" Xu Hu snorted, pinched the trick with one hand, and a palm-sized fireball suddenly appeared in his palm, and then with a flick of his arm, the small fireball suddenly flew towards the shopkeeper Ge.

Shopkeeper Ge pinched his hand, muttered words in his mouth, and at the same time released a fireball, which smashed with the flying fireball.

Boom!

The two fireballs collided, as if two cannonballs were striking each other together, and the ripples rippled rapidly in the void, producing a terrible temperature, and the grass blades on the ground were scorched, and a peculiar smell came out.

After the blow, the shopkeeper Ge's face became slightly ruddy, but it was the indifferent look on Xu Hu's face, and Gao Xia suddenly made a judgment.

"This game, I should be going to lose......" Mu Yu said secretly.

Putting aside the cultivation factor of Shopkeeper Ge, in terms of combat consciousness alone, this Xu Hu is much stronger than Shopkeeper Ge.

Ge shopkeeper lives in seclusion in the secular downtown all the year round, operating his own industry with peace of mind, and the number of battles is naturally plummeting from the original peak period, and he may not be able to fight with fellow people in the same way once for three or five years, which is just like martial arts, if he does not practice for a long time, he must be abandoned.

Judging from this fireball spell contest, Shopkeeper Ge's ability to control fireball spells is not superficial, but a little rusty, and he just lost a little in the contest just now.

"Compared to last time, today, you are a little stronger. Xu Hu said indifferently.

"Don't talk nonsense, look at the arts!" "Shopkeeper Ge was furious, his hands pinched, the speed was a little slow at first, but gradually it became faster, there were two skull-sized fire bombs, surrounded by orange-red flames, and the burning void was slightly distorted, suddenly, Ge shopkeeper pushed forward with both hands, and the two skull fire bombs exploded forward.

Xu Hu waved indifferently, and five fireballs flew out, only to hear a crackling, like a firecracker, and the two skull-sized fireballs shot out by the shopkeeper suddenly exploded in the void.

"Ice Pick Technique!" Xu Hu snorted, raised his hand, and quickly pinched it, and the next moment, there were more than ten tiny ice picks, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth in the void, turning into the length of a palm, and shooting towards Ge's shopkeeper.

Bang bang~~

A few small fireballs were thrown, and the shopkeeper Ge hurriedly propped up a basic shield, but under this chain of ice picks, it exploded, and his whole body trembled slightly, and a trace of blood slipped down the corner of his mouth.

"You lost. Xu Hu sneered, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a trace of sarcasm.

The shopkeeper Ge gasped, a pair of fists clenched, and his face was full of unwillingness.

It made the two Taoist friends smile. Helplessly, the shopkeeper turned around and arched his hand to Chong Muyu and the monk surnamed Yang.

"This second game, leave it to the old man. The monk surnamed Yang hurriedly shouted and stood out from the crowd.

At the same time, the slightly shorter middle-aged man walked out from the opposite side under the signal of Xu Hu's eyes, while the white handsome young man had an indifferent expression on his face.

If in this second game, the shopkeeper Ge's side still loses, then, according to the rules of the best-of-three game system formulated in advance, Xu Hu's side will win, and Bai Junqing will not have to surrender his identity and make a personal move.

Obviously, the monk surnamed Yang also analyzed the stakes. Although he didn't know how Muyu's combat power was, but the slightly shorter middle-aged man was in the early stage of foundation building after all, and the victory or defeat of the two was five or five, if Muyu lost, the game would be over, and if Muyu won, the monk surnamed Yang would have to face Bai Jun Youth, this master in the middle stage of foundation building!

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

The slightly shorter middle-aged man and the monk surnamed Yang stood still, folded their hands, and recited a Buddha name to each other, obviously they were all typical cultivators with hair in Xiling Kingdom.

Mu Yu looked intently ahead, he was curious, when two Buddhist practitioners fought the Dharma, what was the scene like?

Suddenly, the monk surnamed Yang closed his eyes, and his lips began to hum, as if he was chanting a scripture.

"Great Compassion Mantra?!" pastoral thoughts, this Great Compassion Mantra is widely spread in both the secular world and the immortal cultivation world, and it is a very important scriptural Buddhist mantra in Buddhism.

The void trembled slightly, producing ripples that were visible to the naked eye, showing ripples heading towards the slightly shorter middle-aged.

The slightly shorter young man took a breath and poked out a right palm, and in the palm of his hand, a golden cyclone condensed, and suddenly shot out a piece of light, illuminating a radius of four or five zhang.

Sneer~~

When the light emitted by the golden cyclone collided with the Great Compassion Mantra recited by the monk surnamed Yang, the void was like a lake smashed into by a boulder, rippling violently, and even producing a cyclone, which became larger and larger as time passed.

Rumble!

A muffled thunderous sound echoed.

The monk surnamed Yang was stunned, and the slightly shorter middle-aged man also withdrew his palm, trembling slightly.

"With a word and a light, you can actually exert such a great magical power!" Mu Yu was secretly surprised, no wonder many people said that Buddhism is vast, just like the stars in the sky, and some magic powers do look very weird.

"This palm light technique is not bad. The monk surnamed Yang said indifferently.

The slightly shorter middle-aged look revealed a hint of solemnity, and from the battle just now, he did lose a little.

The corner of the monk's mouth curled, and he pinched it with one hand, showing a lotus gesture, and in an instant, there were four or five golden balls, flying towards the slightly shorter middle-aged.

"Golden light cover!" The slightly shorter middle-aged man drank vigorously, and his whole body was wrapped in a faint layer of golden mang, and soon turned into a crystalline form.

Bang!bang!bang~~

These four or five golden balls, like cannonballs, slammed down on the slightly shorter middle-aged man, and he retreated again and again, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

When the slightly shorter middle-aged man counterattacked, a ray of light rushed to the slightly shorter middle-aged man's lower abdomen, making his face suddenly red.

"I lost...... The slightly shorter middle-aged man covered his abdomen, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the strong pain made the corners of his mouth twitch constantly, and he quickly took out a few pills and swallowed them into his stomach.

The monk surnamed Yang recited the Buddha name of "Amitabha Buddha", and like a fairy with a fairy wind and bones, he came to the side of the shopkeeper Ge with one hand behind his back.

"There are Lao Daoyou. Shopkeeper Ge smiled slightly, but he couldn't be happy in his heart.

Although the monk surnamed Yang won the second game, but now the two sides are in a tie situation, and the most important thing is to see the outcome of the third game.

However, the person who is going to play in the third game ...... Shopkeeper Ge raised his head and glanced at the young man Bai Jun, he hesitated slightly, and then said to the pastoral divine sense: "If Daoyou feels that it is difficult, we can announce that we will give up." ”

Mu Yu shook his head and said to the shopkeeper: "Don't worry, Ge Daoyou, I am still seventy percent sure of the fighting method of this third game." ”

The shopkeeper Ge was stunned, smiled and didn't speak, and the monk surnamed Yang on the side glanced at Mu Yu, and his eyes flashed a trace of indifference, obviously thinking that Mu Yu was bragging.

"This Taoist has a big tone! I don't know how many rounds you can hold out under my hands?" Bai Jun's tone was indifferent, and he stepped forward, and an overwhelming spiritual pressure enveloped the pastoral language.

"The surname is Ge, I don't know where you got the megalomaniac from, don't just play tricks, you don't have more real skills, right?" Xu Hu sneered.

The shopkeeper Ge was speechless and did not answer.

"I'll let you make a move, you come first. Young Bai Jun said proudly.

Mu Yu smiled and shook his head, he likes to fight this kind of person the most - he thinks he is a tiger, and others are rabbits. But as everyone knows, the rabbit bites when he is in a hurry, not to mention, he is not a little white rabbit, but a vicious wolf in sheep's clothing......

Mu Yu quickly pinched his hands, and in an instant, five small fire bombs appeared on the palms of his hands, and then, with both palms pushed forward, these ten small fire bombs quickly enlarged in the void, becoming the size of a skull, and the invisible air waves were even more on the ground, plowing out traces of inches deep, and the surroundings were scorched.

Bai Jun's young man originally stretched open a shield and wanted to resist hard, but when the ten small fireballs flew in, he suddenly felt a violent energy from it, and immediately his pupils shrank, and he hurriedly stretched out a blue guard, only to hear a dull sound of "bang", on this blue guard, a spiderweb-like crack suddenly appeared, and there were countless small fine lines, spreading around.

Boom!

A thorn smashed, and the blue guard shattered.

Mu Yu didn't give Bai Jun young man time to come back to his senses, and another ice pick shot out, covering the originally scorched blades of grass with a layer of white frost.

With a slap of one hand, a golden cyclone condensed in the palm of his hand, and then a piece of light shot out, with a violent high temperature, melting the flying ice picks, but because of this, he took seven or eight steps back and distanced himself from it.

Seeing this scene, everyone was taken aback, judging from the battle just now, it was obvious that Bai Junqing had suffered a small loss, if it weren't for his strong sense of battle and quick reaction, maybe in three rounds, he would have been defeated by Mu Yu with a basic spell.

The shopkeeper Ge showed a hint of joy on his face, and the monk surnamed Yang was also slightly stunned.

"Hmph, don't be happy too early, just now Zhang Daoyou was careless, in terms of strength, Zhang Daoyou obviously has to be above that kid! Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to react quickly and repel that kid when he was in a passive situation just now. Xu Hu snorted coldly and quickly calmed down. (To be continued.) )